Lyrics:
you wan' it
First these hoes don't wan't it now they only here to Michael Jones it
Mama say you live next door to the devil
You live in the moment
Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation
Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation
No comparison, if you put the darts side by side
One
father, father history, natural father
There fathers, one father, two fathers, three
History friends, history life, history album, yes
Surprise them, punish
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
album was the first album
With the real sound that
Electric punk rock became
"We are from the Lower East Side
We don't give a damn if we live or die
We
Welcome to our lives
All I ever did was put on
All my old friends tryna get on
Shorty fell out, making diss songs
Never talk down when I get home
Welcome to our lives
All I ever did was put on
All my old friends tryna get on
Shorty fell out, making diss songs
Never talk down when I get home
Slangin' keys, spraying K's
Every day we getting paid
To walk on the wild side
Welcome to our lives
All I ever did was put on
All my old friends tryna get
recordin my album, send in producers with wack tracks
And DAT's, messin up my whole format
Can you imagine somethin on the kneeboard with Con-Funk-Shun?
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
showing my crib
I'm talking letting cameras go in my fridge
But people crazy, so I'd rather only friends and family know where I live
By how I talk, you
and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep
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Posthumous song by a great friend who is still missing, Osvaldo Sussi
About the album:
""8 centavos e vários nada""
love with it quick
Started writing' some really bad rhymes
That I thought were really, really clever with my friends
Quincy Brown, Scott Brown, AJ
fiend though, I'll come fuck up your whole town like el nino
I'm the hottest nigga you've seen though
Jumpin outta lex coupe
With jimmy jones right next
this for the niggas who lost
They lives and they played hard
You ever experienced that immediate family
Limo ride through the graveyard?
Where you so
a beautiful country
Very special country
A very diverse Country
And by the way
This government has fought for every person who lives in it
Black, white,
the waiter a hundred dollars
To keep the ice cold, alright?
We the last guys to keep the wise guys code alive
If I can't live by my word then I'd much
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
and mic device
Up the price
The time is right for shows at night
Peace to The Roots that chop "Clones"
Dilated Live in Vegas, Defari and Tom Jones
Slap
was better than being alone. I met one of my best friends this way, Kelly. She was also a teenager, not homeless, but just like me. She wanted to be
only time will tell, but until then I'll be stackin' my mail
by album album sells, Magnolia wear dwells
I love them bricks, I love the ghetto hoes
'cause
WISH
TOM QUICK ALEX BITTLES
GARY CONNOR DAVIDE BOCCI (DRAKE)
BACKING SINGERS: LUCY POTTERTON
RUTH SAVILL ADETOUN ANIBI
STRINGS: MILLENNIA
die in my sleep through the ashes I rise,
And I storm through the city catch it by surprise,
A legend could live but I'm not what they're like,
God
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